Summertime, and the livin's easy

We're visiting Meegan's grandmother in Portage, Mich. She's got a house on a lake. When I got up this morning, I rubbed my eyes, walked out the back door and hopped into an aluminum rowboat and paddled out into the lake. It was calm and placid in spots, but a cool breeze blew across the surface. I rowed out a ways and then stopped. I let the wind push the boat.